I Knew it!
This weekend it will happen. I knew it! We are going to get an Indian Summer. We so deserve that. This morning when I checked the temps it felt like it was seven above. Thanks goodness the warm temps are coming, I was not yet ready to wear a coat.
I dug out supplies from the pantry and freezer and made a huge pot of chili. Dennis and his friend Dwayne are making yet another trip to Storden auction site with Dwayne’s items. Each time I hear “one more trip.” It is getting down to the nubbins and there is “one more trip.” Dennis doesn’t realize it, but it lifts his sprints every time Dwayne calls. Once Dwayne is in an apartment house and has totally moved and feels claustrophobic, I think they will both need to meet up in the patio porch every once in awhile for coffee and Rice Krispie Bars. I always have sent some with the boys when they head off to the auction.
The sun is out and the water is dripping everywhere from the last dump of snow. These last two snows have been heavy enough to snap everyone into action when the weather is nice and warm out. Yes . . . 52 degrees can be called warm.
I made a trip to the locked down library. I jumped through all the hoops and escaped with my books. I did stop at the “freebe” bookcase and scored two additional ones. At least I won’t be receiving daily updates on those two as to how many days I have left prior to the books being delinquent.
I do have the sewing machine running in the background. Soon there may be something that looks as if there was a rhyme and reason to my thought process of these flannel blocks.
Hmm, I just tipped my head up from the computer and caught a glimpse of the calendar. Dang, next week at this time, it will be November. I think I will begin to drag me feet a bit. I am not one to wish my days away. I have too much that I want to accomplish and tackle.